reaffirming the fact that i do, indeed, live in paradise

      i have no pictures (although i should have taken some). but trust me, it was wonderful.

      i woke up at around noon, and it was sunny. we don't have class on fridays, so a bunch of us went to la playa de santa maria in the new part of town. the beach was perfect: the water wasn't unbearably cold, not too crowded, prime conditions for napping with the ipod. i had also found spain's version of andre at carrefour, for 1.7 euro, and red wine in little boxes a la juicy juice from the days of power rangers lunchboxes. happy hour on the playground. made for an entertaining, albeit blurry afternoon :) i DO know that i let morganna, minde and taryn cover me in sand to make a mermaid with massive breasts. and pictures DID ensue, courtesy of taryn. then i listened to a bit of pink floyd while i soaked in rays and the knowledge that i am here, on the southwest corner of spain, for 3 and a half more months.

      the day ended with a small game of tackle football. it'd be in my best interest to pick up running again so that i'm not on the verge of vomiting after chasing and wrestling people (or maybe it was the litre of cruzcampo i had just an hour beforehand. you never know). perfection. perhaps the best day at the beach i've ever had, in my entire life.